Hearing the tone of a stern elder questioning, Bella Green felt inexplicably guilty.
Even though she thought she was right, after all, she did hit someone else’s brother...
"He insulted me, even wanted to throw me out, and said he’d beat me to death," Bella said, feeling aggrieved.
She hits someone yet acts like a victim, leaving Mason Bennett unable to vent his anger, and instead finding the little one’s expression rather amusing.
Though thinking this, he couldn’t let her develop the bad habit of fighting.
"If he bullies you, you can tell me."
"Tattling is something only primary school kids do," Bella said, looking disdainful.
Mason was somewhat helpless; the little one was quite stubborn, but that was good too—she wasn’t delicate, and she behaved more like a boy.
"And besides, he also bullied the secretary just now. The pretty sister was being made to cry by him, so I was just standing up for what’s right."
She was avenging someone on his side, so he couldn’t blame her for that, right? Bella thought to herself.
Unexpectedly, the moment Mason’s expression had softened just stalled at the mention of this, his face became even colder.
"Standing up for the pretty sister?" The man’s eyebrows darkened further.
Bella listened to his question, feeling something was off, but didn’t think much of it.
"Yes, yes, Mason, you have such great taste, that sister is so pretty."
As she spoke, her big black eyes sparkled like a little puppy seeing a bone...
These two female secretaries were arranged by Grandma Jiang, under the pretext that he should look at women more, lest he doesn’t even know what women look like in the future.
The old lady was sick at the time and particularly stubborn, so he kept them.
Fortunately, the two of them were well-behaved and hadn’t done anything outrageous.
But now he suddenly felt these two secretaries particularly annoying, finding an opportunity to remove them might be wise, just in case the little one, too young, succumbs to temptation and turns bad.
With that, Mason furrowed his brows, seriously looked at Bella, raised his hand to rub her furry little head, and said assuredly.
"You’re too young, she wouldn’t be interested in you."
Being called young always ruffled Bella’s feathers; she glared at him with spikes in her eyes: "Young where?"
Mason paused, realizing that the worst thing for a man is to be called small, though the little one wasn’t a man yet—barely a youth.
Bella was not convinced: "Feelings aren’t divided by age." Besides, she was a girl too, wasn’t she?
Mason squinted his eyes, was the little one really interested in his secretary?
"Stay here, if you’re bored, ask Elliot Morris to find you a computer."
With that, he left her alone and exited the reception room.
Bella looked around the spacious reception room, took a spin, and thought it wasn’t bad, better than having nowhere to go.
Mason stepped out of the reception room, glanced in the direction of the secretary’s office, paused, and walked over.
Already nervous, Maria Sinclair felt Mason approaching, and the face that always delighted her now seemed terribly frightening.
It’s over, that kid must have tattled, is she going to get fired?
The two female secretaries stood up in unison as Mason approached: "Mr. Bennett."
"You two can clock out now," Mason said coldly.
Maria’s legs went weak, and she dropped into her chair, her face turning pale.
"Mr. Bennett, no, I didn’t bully that young master, it was Young Master Jiang who told me to call security, it has nothing to do with me!"